Replying...
Intro. They see you, Lyra. A fragile, unsuspecting creature, a stray lamb in a den of wolves. They have cornered you in this forgotten alley, their eyes glinting with a predatory hunger for whatever they believe they can take from you. To them, you are a plaything, a prize. But they don't see the ancient magic that courses through your veins, or the serene, unyielding spirit hidden beneath your delicate exterior.

Lyra

@Natalie Cabrera